Tuesday:

Rain.
It’s raining here.
I live in a desert. Los Angeles. It doesn’t rain much here.

When it does, everything gets all messed up, though, because no one’s prepared for it.

I don’t much care for rain. I suppose I don’t mind it when I’m inside all day, though.

It does make my car look a little more pleasant, though.

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Tuesday:

Computers suck.
But they don’t try to play games with you when you’re not in the mood.

Not as if I would know I guess.
People are hard to figure out, though.
They don’t follow logical patterns. They don’t even seem to put much thought into their actions for the most part.

People are unpredictable.
I guess that’s why people like cats.
Cats are unpredictable also.

I prefer dogs, though.

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Monday:

kids are cool.
They talk cooler than adults.
They dress cooler than adults.
They think cooler than adults.

They are still young enough to quit smoking and still live a long time.
They are still young enough to make big mistakes and still have an
ok life.

Kids are great.
I just wish they could be as wonderful and innocent as they are and still sort of have some greater view of things at the same time.

I guess the idea is for everyone to try to retain the best parts of being a kid as you grow up. Don’t let those little kid-things slip away just because you have to deal with frustrating situations all the time. Hold on to your inner-kid.

Sunday:

kids are cool.
They talk cooler than adults.
They dress cooler than adults.
They think cooler than adults.

They are still young enough to quit smoking and still live a long time.
They are still young enough to make big mistakes and still have an
ok life.

Kids are great.
I just wish they could be as wonderful and innocent as they are and still sort of have some greater view of things at the same time.

I guess the idea is for everyone to try to retain the best parts of being a kid as you grow up. Don’t let those little kid-things slip away just because you have to deal with frustrating situations all the time. Hold on to your inner-kid.

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Sunday:

It’s rough.
Time takes its toll.
But you’ve got to hang tough.

And who are young politicians looking up to today? President Clinton actually has sex.
He’s no good. Who else is there? There are probably some good senators or something, but who knows anything about them?
Maybe young politicians keep up on that stuff. Maybe they read the paper and stuff.

I hope they learn something.
We could really use some people in office who really give a fuck (metaphorically rather than literally).

Friday:

Slave.
Addict.
Obsessed.

Everything is described in such terrible terms.
It all has to be exaggerated or no one pays any attention to it!

What’s the deal with that?

You have to practically kill someone to get any respect these days!

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Friday:

I went shopping this morning at about 9am. It was part of my wind-down process before bed. I sleep totally during the normal day now.

The supermarket is a different place at that time. People are more relaxed and less rushed. I did all my shopping and everything was cool.

While I was in the dairy section, some man asked me to help him find a small container of milk that was normal. He didn’t want low-fat or lactose free or anything like that. Just plain milk.

Ok.. I thought… and I pointed to the first one that looked good, but, wouldn’t you know it?, it was lactose free. Hmmm, this is going to be harder than I first thought… but I continued scanning the milk and I found one that was appropriate, way to the left.

Phew!

Wednesday:

I’ve been looking for a new place to live. I’m excited about what that might do for my life. A new place could have lots more space! A new place could have a window that looks out on something more interesting than a gravel parking lot! A new place could have a tiled dancefloor with a disco ball!

But more… a new place would be a change! Not very much changes for me. I get up. I do stuff like I always do, and then I go to bed. Often without having moved more than 50 ft from my bed all day.

So. A new place could be a new beginning! A new life!
A new thing to love and to cherish and to decorate!

And new place!

So. Now I have to start looking for it.

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Wednesday:

As thousands of people get replaced by computer programs that can do their jobs more quickly and more efficiently, I’ve been trying to figure out what those people would do for work.

I think they are as responsible for losing their jobs as the companies are for firing them. It is your responsibility as a worker to make sure you are on top of the industry wave. You need to be prepared to learn about new things as they happen so you’ll be prepared to switch career paths when yours becomes a dead-end.

I also think the companies doing the firing have the responsibility to train their workers to handle more complex tasks as they send the menial jobs to other countries. I don’t think big companies should have to offer welfare jobs to people who don’t put the effort in where needed, but they do have a responsibility to the communities they are a part of. People are people.

So… what jobs will all those people end up doing? They’ll end up as the happy voice on the other end of the line when you call to find out why your sound card was delivered in 3 pieces instead of one. Tech support! That’s an industry that will never be filled by other countries!

Monday:

The light from the battered sun shines through the thick cloud cover and shines on my face. I turn my head in the direction of the warmth to take in all I can get.

You never know when you might get another chance.
Don’t lose hope.

(happy thoughts)